LESS THAN TEN*
Frog unto TheeFrogging for Love.
Frogging for Pay.
Frogging just makes a
glitch in my day.
Hours of work
gone in a flash.
It makes you want
to go lie down
with your stash.
You’ve worked so hard
but you made a mistake.
There’s no use fretting
‘cause it far too late.
So, frog away,
frog away,
frog away now.
Just bite the bullet
It don’t matter no how.
*Refers to how long it takes me to write a poem. More than five minutes but less than ten.
posted by Earin Marybird @ 8:25 PM
2 Comments:
i like this poem...
Sounds so familiar to me. I had been frogging 4 times on the same WIP for last month.
Ribbit! Ribbit! Rip-it! Rip-it!
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